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A YORKSHIRE TRAGEDY. [London] 1619.

Of the spurious plays included in the
Third Folio (166U) only this one was
attributed to Shakespeare in his life¬
time, His name appeared on the title
page of the 1608 edition. Shakespeare fs
friends rejected it in compiling the
First Folio, however*

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YORKSHIRE

TRAGEDIE.

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and True.

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Written by \V. Shakespeare.

Printed for 7. T, 1619.

ALLS ONE,

OR,

One of the fours Plaies in oney called a

Yorkshire Tragedy. As it was plaid by

the Kings Maiefties Players.

Enter Oliuer and Raj/be, two feruingmen.

Litter. Sirrah Raphe jay young Miftris
is in fiich a pittifull paffionate humour
for the long abfence of her loue.
f Raphe.SNty can you blame her,whys
Appleshanging longer on the tree the
when they are ripe, makes fo many fallings, viz. Mad
wenches becaufe they are not gathered in time, are
faineto drop of themfelues, and thentis common
you know for euery man to take them vp.

0 Inter. Mafle thou faift truc,tis common indeede,
but fircahjis neytfier our young Matter returned, nor
our fellow Sam comefrom London ?

Raphe. Neyther of eyther, as the Puritan Bawde
fayes. Slid I heare Sam, Sam’s come, heere tarry,
come ifaich,now my nofe itches for newes.

Oliuer. And fo doth mine elbow.

Sam cals within. Where are you there *
i,<tw.Boy,looke you walkemyhorfewith difereti-

A - on.

A Torfybire Tragedy.

enjhaue rid him Amply, I warrant his skinftickcs to
his backe with v ery heate,if he fhould catch cold and
get the cough of the lungs, I were well ferned, were I
not ? What Rdf he and Oliiter .

Am. Honeft fellow Sam, welcome ifaitb , what tricks
haft thou brought from London ?

Furmfht with things from London .

Sam . You fee I am hangd after the trueft fafhion,
three hats, and two glaffes bobbing vpon them, two
rebato vvyers vpon my breft, a capcafe by my fide, a
brufh at my backe, an Almanacke in my pocket, and
three ballats in my codpice, nay 1 am the true pidiurc
ofa common feruingman.

Oliuerlk fweare thou art, thou maift fet vp when
thou wilt, there's many a one begins with lefle I can
tell thee, that proues a rich man efe he dies, but whars
the newes from London, Sam ?

Rafhe. I that's well fed,what is the newes from Lon -
ato,Sirraku My young Miftrelfekeepes fuch a pu¬
ling for her Loue.

Sant. Why the more foole (he, I, the more ninny-
hammerfhe.

Oliuer. Why Sam, why ?

Sam.SNty he is married to another long agoe.

^^.Faitbye ieaft.

Sam. Why did you not know that till now ? Why
hee’s married,beates his wife, and has two or three
children by her : for you muft note, that any woman
beares the more when (he is beaten.

Rafhe ,1 that’s true, for (he beares the blowes.

Oliuen

A Yorkshire Tragedy .

Oliuer. Sirrah Sam, I would not for two yeares
wages my young MiftreiTe knew fo much, (hee d run
vpon the left hand of her wit, and ncre be her owne
woman againe.

Sam, And I thinkc fhe was bleft in her Cradle, that
he neuer came in her bed, why hee has confumed all,
pawndhis lands, and made his Vniucrfity Brother
Band in waxe for him ; There’s a fine phrafe for a feri-
uener,puh,hc owes more then his skin is worth.

0///^r.Is*tpoflible ?

Sam. Nay ,ile tell you moreoucr, hee cals his Wife
whore, as familiarly as one would call Moll and Doll \
and his children baftards, as naturally as can be, but
what haue we heere f I thought twas fomething puld
downe my Breeches : I quite forgot my two poting-
ftickes,thefe came from London, now any thingis
good heere that comes from London.

Oliuer. I,farre fetcht you know.

Sam. Butfpeakeinyour confcienceifaith,hauc
not we as good potingfticksfth Country as need to
be put fth fire, the minde of a thing is all, and as thou
' faidft euen now, farre fetcht is the befl things for La-
dyes.

Oliuer. I, and for waiting gentlewomen to.

Sam. But Raphe, is our Beere fowre this thunder ?

Raphe. No,no,it holds countenance yet.

Sam. Why then follow me, lie teach you the fineft
humor to be drunk in, I learnd it at London laft wceke.

Amb. Faith lets heare it, lets heare it.

&w.The braueft humor, twould do a mangood to

A > be

A Yor\skire Tragedy.

be drunke in it,they cal it knighting in London, when
they drinke vpon their knees,

Amb. Faith that’s excellent.

Come follow me, lie giue you all the degrees of it in
order. Exeunt .

Enter wife .

wife. What will become ofvs > all will away.

My husband neuerceaffes in expence.

Both to confumehis credite and his houfe.

And tis fet downe by heauens iuft decree.

That Ryots childe mud needs be beggery.

Are thefe the vertues that his youth did promife ^
Dice and voluptuous meetings, midnight Reuels,
Taking his bed with furfets. Ill befeeming
The ancient honour of his hou(e and name :

And this not all, but that which kils me moft,

When he recounts his lofles and falfe fortunes,

The weakneffe of his date fo much detected.

Not as a man repentant, but halfe mad.

His fortunes cannot anfwere his expence :

He fits and fullenly lockes vp his armes,
Forgertingheauen, looks downward,which makes
Him appeare fo dreadfull,that he frights my heart :
Walkcs heauily,as if his foule were earth $

N ot penitent for thofc his fins are part.

But vext,his money cannot make them lad:

A fearefull melancholy ,vngodly forrow.

Oh yonder he comes, now in defpight of ils
lie fpeake to him, and I will hcarc him fpeake.

And do my beft to driuc it from his heart.

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"Enter

A Yorkshire Tragedy .

Enter Husband .

HufVox of the laft throw, it made
Fiue hundred Angels vanifh from my fight,

Ime damnd,Ime damnd,the Angels haue forfook me
Nay tis certainly true : for he thathas no coyne3
Is damnd in this world 5 hee’s gone3hee*s gone.

Wife. Deere husband.

Huf. Oh / moftpuniThmentofallJ haue a wife.
wife. I do intreate you as you loue your foulc^

Tell me the caufe of this your difeontent. 4P
Huf.A vengeance ftrip thee naked, thou art caufc,
EffeiajqualityjpropertyjthoUjthou^thou. Exit.

^/e.Badjturnd to worfc? ! 1

Both beggery of the foule a$ of the body.

And fo much vnlike himfelfc at firft,

As if fome vexed fpirit had got his forme vpoit him.

Enter Husband againe.

He comes againej

He faies I am the caufe,I neuer yet

Spoke lefle then words of duty and of lone.

Huf. If marriage bte honourable^ then Cuckolds
are honourable, for they cannot bee made without
marriage.

Foole,what meant I to marry to get beggers ?
Now muft my eldeft fonne be a knaue or nbthing,he
cannot liue vpot’h foole, for he will haue no land to
maintaine him : that morgage fits like a fnaffle vpon
mine inheritance^and makes me chaw vpon Iron.

My (econd Ton muft be a promoter, and my third
a theefe,or an vndcr-putter,a flaue Pander.

A3 Ob

A T or\sbire Tragedy.

Oh beggery ,beggery 3 to what bafe vfes doft thou put
a man.

I thinke the diuell fcornc$ to be a Bawd.

Hebcarcs himfelfe more proudly, hasmorecareon
hiscredite.

Bafe, flauifh, abied, filthy pouerty.

H>r/,Good fir,by all our vowes 1 do befeech you.
Shew7 me the true caufe of your difcontent.

//tf/.Mony,mony,mony,& thou muft fupply mce.
Wi.h± lafTe^I am the leaft caufe of your difcontent3
Y et what is mine,either in rings or iewels,

Vfe to your owne defire,but 1 befecch you,

As you are a gentleman by many bloods.

Though I my felfe be out of your refped,

Thinke on the ftate of thefe three louely boyes
You haue bin father to.

Hu. Piih,Baftards,Baftards,Baftards, begot in tricks,
begot in tricks.

w.Heauen knowes how thofe words wrong me,
But lie endure thefe griefes among a thoufand more
Oh call to minde your Lands already morgadge.
Your felfe woond into debts, your hopefull brother,
At the V niuerfity in bonds for you.

Like to be ceaz’d vpon. And— —

Hu. Ha done thou harlot.

Whom though for faiTiion I married,

1 neuer could abide.Thinkft thou thy words
Shall kill my pleafures/all off to thy friends,

Thou and thy baftardsbegj will noi bate
A whit in humor $ Midnight Hill I ioue you.

ATor\sbire Tragedy .

And reuell in your company ^ C urbd in ,

Shall it be laid in all focieties,

That I broke cuftome5that I flagd in money,
No3tho(e thy iewcls,I will play as freely.

As when my (late was fulleft.

Wife. Beitfo.

i7^/.Nay I proteft,and take that for an eameft*

He Jp urns her . - • *

I will for euer hold thee in contempt.

And neuer touch the fheetes that couer thee,

But be diuorft in bed, till thou confent,

Thy dowry fhall be folde to giuenew'life
Vnco thofe pleafures which I moft affed. v
Wife. Sir, do butturne a gentle eye on me,

And whac the law fhall giue me leaue to do,

Y ou (hall command.

ffa/Xooke it be done,fhall I want duft.

And like a flaue weare nothing in my pockets
Holds his hands in his Pockets .

But my hands to fill them vp with nayles ?

Oh much againfl my blood,let it be done,

■ I was neuer made to be a looker on :

A baud to dice $ lie fhake the drabs my felfe.

And make them yeeldj fay looke it be done.

Wife. I take my leauc,it dial.

Exit*.

Hu Speedily ,fpeedily , I hate the very houre I chofe
a Wife, a trouble, trouble, three children like three
euilshang vpon me, fie, fie, fie, ftrumpet and baftards,
ftrumpet and baftards.

Enter

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

Enter three Gentlemen Rearing him*

i .Gent. Still do thefc loathfome thoughts iarre on
your tongue.

Your felfe to ftaine the honour of your Wife,

Nobly difeended * thofe whom men call mad.
Endangers others,buthee's more then mad
That wounds himfelfe,whole owne words
Do proclaime it is not fit,I pray forfake it.

i.Gent,Goo& fir,let modefty reproue you.

$.Gent. Let honeft kindnes fway fo much with you .

Hu. God den, I thanke you fir, how do you ? adieu,
I am glad to fee you, farwell Inftru&ions, Admoniti¬
ons. Exeunt Gent.

Enter aferuant.

Huf. How now firrha,what would you ?

Ser. Onely to certifieyou fir, that my Miflris was
met by the way, by them who were fent for her vp to
London by her honourable Vncklc, your Worflhips
lategardian.

Huf. So lir,then fhe is gone,and fo may you be,
But let her looke that the thing be done (he wots of*
Or hell will ftand more pleafant then her houfe at
home. Exitferuant .

Enter a Gentleman.

GentJdWeW or ill met,I care not.

Huf .No nor I.

Gent A am come with confidence to chide you.

: Huf.\JWho me ? chide me .?doo*c finely then, let it
not moue me, for if thou cbidftme angry, I lhal ftrike.

Gent. Strike thine o wnc iollies/or it is they

Deferues

ATor\shire Tragedy.

Deferue to be well beaten *, wee are now in priuate,
Ther’s none but thou and I, thou art fond &peeuirtiv
An vncleane ryoter,thy landes and creditc
Lie now both fickc ofaconfumption,

I am forty for thee* that man fpends with (hamc*
That with his riches doth confumc his name.

And fuch art thou,

Huf Peace.

GentNo thou fhalthearcme further.

Thy fathers and fore-fathers worthy honors.

Which were our Country monuraentSjOur grace*
Follies in thee begin now to deface.

The fpring time of chy youth did fairely pro mile
Such a rnoft fruitful! fummer to thy friends
It fcai fe can enter into mens beleefes,

Such dearth fhould hang on thee,we that fee it,

Are forry to beleeue it : in 'hv change,

This voice into all places will be hurld :

Thou-and the diuell has deceiu'd the world.

Htf.Wc not endure thee.

, Gent. But of all the word,

Thy vertuous wife right honourably allied,

Thou haft proclaimd a ftrumpet.

H/^Nay then I know thee,

Thou art her Champion thou, her priuatc friend,

The party you wot on.

Gent. Oh ignoble thought,
lam paft my patient blood, (hall I (land idle
And fee my reputation toudjt to death.

Huf I his has galdc you, has it ?

B

Gent*

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

Cent. No monfter,I proue
My thoughts did onely tend to vertuous Iouc.

Huf. Loue of her vertues ? there it goes.

Gft'tf.Bafe fpiritjto lay thy hate vpon
The fruitfull honour of thine owne bed.

They fight 3a»d the Husband is hurt.

Huf. Oh.

Gent. Wilt thou yeeld it yet ?

HufShfn, I haue not done with you.

Gent. I hope nor nere fhall do. Fight eigen.

##/iHaue you got tricks ? are you in cunning with
me?

Gr,ȣ.No,plaine and right.

He needs no cunning that for truth doth fight.

Husband falles downe.

Huf. Hard fortune, am I lcueld with the ground ?
Gent. Now fir, you lie at mercy.

Huf. I you flaue.

&/*. Alas, that hate fhould bring vs to our graue,
Y ou fee my {word’s not thirfty for your life,

I am forrier for your wound, then your felfe,

Y’are of a vertuous hou{c,fhew vertuous deeds,

Tis not your honour,tis your folly bleeds.

Much good has beene expedted in your life,

Cancel! not all mens hopes,you haue a Wife,

Kinde and obedient : heape not wrongfull fhame
On her and you r poftcrity ,let onely finne be fore,
And by this fall, rife neuer to fall more.

And fo 1 leaue yon. Exit.

Huf. Ha the dogge left me then

After..

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

After his tooth hath left me ? Oh, my heart
Would taine leape after him, reuengcl fay,

Ime mad to be retteng’d^ny ftrumpet Wife,

It is thy quarrell that rips thus my flelh.

And makes mybreft fpit blood, but thou {halt bleed :
Vanquifht ? got downe ? vnable eene to fpeake ?
Surely tis want of money makes men weake,

I,t was that ore-threw me,lde nerc bene downe elfe.

Exit.

Enter wife in a riding fnite,with a feruingman.

<Si»*.Faithmiftris,ifit may not be prefumprion
In me to tell you fo,for his excufe
You had fmall reafon,knowing his abufe.

Wife. I grant 1 had,but alaiTe,

Why mould our faults at home be (pread abroad,
Tis greefe enough within doorcsj atfirft fight
Mine Vnckle could run ore his prodigall life
As pcrfedly,asif his feriouseyc
Had numbred ail his follies :

Knew of his tnorgagde lands, his friends in bonds,
Himfelfe withered with debt j And in that minute
■Had I added his vfage and vnkindnefie,

Twould haue confounded euery thought of good,
Where now,fatheringhis ryots on his youth,
Which time and tame experience will (hake off,
Gueffing hiskindnes to me (as I fmoothd him
With all the skill I had) though his defarts
Arc in forme vglier then an vnfhapte Bears.

Hec’s ready to prefer him to fome Office
And place at Court ; a good and fure rcleefe

B 2 To

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

To all his ftoopingfortunes3twil be a mcanes I hope
Tomakenew league betweene vs,and redeeme
His vertues with his lands,

Ser J fhould thinke fo tniftrisjf he fhould not now
bekindeto you andloueyou, andcherifhyouvp, I
fhould thinke the diuell himfelfe kept open houfe in
him.

Wife . I doubt notbut he will now, prethree leaue
me, I thinke I heare him comming.

Ser, I am gone. > Exit .

Wt- By this good meanes I fhaH preferiie my lands*
And free my husband out of vfurers hands :

Now there is ho need of fale,my Vnckleskinde,

1 hope,ifought,this will content his minde,

Here comes my husband. Enter Husband.

H^.Now, are you come, where's the mony, lets
fee the mony3 is the rubbifh folde, thofe wifeakers
your lands3why then,the mony ,where is it ? powre it
downe3downe with it,do wne with it, I fay powrt on
the groundjletsfeeitjlets fee it^

Wife, Good fir,keepe but in patience^andl hope
My words (hall like you well,I bring you better
Comfort then the falc of my Dowry.

Btif Ha^what’s that ? ^

Wife . Pray doe not fright me fir, but vouchfafe me
hearing.My Vnck!e,g!ad ofyopr kindnefle to me and
milde vfage (for fo I made it to him ) hath in pitty of
your declining fortunes, protiided a place foryouat
Court, of worth and crcditej which fo much ouer-
ioyedme*-

A i or^smre i rageay .

Huf Out on thcefilth,ouer and ouerioyed.

When Imc in torment, Jpurns her . •

Thou polliticke whore, fubtiller then nineDiuels,.
wasthisthy iournyto Nuncke, tofetdownc the hi-
ftory of me3my ftate and fortunes :

Shalll, that dedicated my felfctopleafurc, becnow
confinde in fcruice to crouch and Hand like an olde
man i*th hams,my hat off, I that could ncuer abide to
vneouer my head i’th Churchy bafeflut, this fruite
beares thy complaints.

Wife. Oh;heauenknowes,

That my complaints were praifes, and beft words
Of you ,and your eftate 5 onely my friends
Knew ofyour morgagde Lands,and werepofTefi
Of euery accident before I came.

If you fufpecl it but a plot in me5
To keepe my dowry,or for mine owne good,

Or my poore childrens (though it lutes a mother
To fhew anaturall cate in their releefes)

Yet He forget my fclfe to calme your blood,
Confume it,asyour pleafure counfelsyou,

, And all I wifh3eene Clemency affoords,

Giue me but plcafant lookes and modeft words.

Huf Money whore,money ,or lie- -

Dr awes his Dagger. Enter a feruant haflily , -

What the diuell ? ho w now ? thy haftynewes.

Ser. May it pleafe you fir.

Huf. What ? may I not looke vpon my dagger ?
Speake villaine, or I will execute the point on thee:
quicke,{horr.

E 5

Sen*

A r or\sbire Tragedy.

Seri Why fir, a gentleman from the Vniuerfiry (hies
below to fpeakc with you.

H/*/.From the Vniuerfity ?(b,Vniuerfity,

That long word runs through me. Exit.

Wife. Was euer Wife to wretchedly befet ?

Had not this newes ftept inbetweene,thepoinc
Had offered violence vnto my breft.

That which fomc women call great mifery.

Would fhew but little here : would fcarfe be fccne
Among my miferies : I may compaic
For wretched fortunes, with all Wiues that are.
Nothing willpleafe him,vntill all be nothing.
Hecalles it^Iauery tobepreferd,

A place of credited bafe feruitude.

What fli all become of me, and my poore children!
Twohcre,and one at nurfe,my pretty beggers,

I fee howruine with a palfie hand
Begins to fhake the ancient feat to duft r
The heauy weight of forrow>drawes my lids
Ouer my dankifh eyes : I can fcarfe fee *

Thus greefe will 1 aft, it wakes and fleepes with me.

Enter the Husband with the Mafier of the Co Hedge.

Hnf. Pleafe you draw neere fir,y’are exceeding
welcome.

Mai.Jhzts my doubt, Ifeare I come not to be wel¬
come.

tf/*/.Yes,howfoeuer.

AfauTis not my fafhion fir,to dwell in long circum-
fhncc,butto beplaine andeffe&uallj therefore to
thepurpofe.

- \ ‘ The

A Yorkshire T rdgedy.

Thecaufc of my fetting foorth, was pinions & la¬
mentable 5 that hopefull young gentleman your bio
ther,whofe vertues we all loue decrely, through your
default and vnnaturall negligence, lies in bond execu¬
ted for your debt, a prifoner, all his ftudies amazed,
his hope ftrook dead,and the pride of his youth muf¬
fled in thefe darke clouds of oppreflion.
^/lHunvJium,hum.

Maift. Oh youhauekildthe towardefthopeofall
our Vniuerficy, wherefore without repentance and a-
mends,cxpe&pandorus*and fiiddaine iudgmentsto
fall gricuoufly vpon you ; your brother, a man who
profited in hisdiuineimployments, and might haue
made ten thoufand foules fit for heauenynew by your
eareleffecouifes caftinprifbn, which you muftan~
fwere for, and aftureyour fpirit it will comehorne
length. Huf.Oh God,oh, .

ife men thinkc ill of you pothers fpeake iilof
you,nomanlouesyou, nay,eucnthofewborn hone-
fty condemnes, condcmnc you : and take this from*
the vertuous affedionl beare yourbrother, neuer
lookc for profperous houre, good thought , quier
fleepes, contented walkes, nor any thing that makes*
man pcrfccfc^til you redeems him .* What is your an-
fwer,how will you beftow him ? vpon defperate miii-
,or better hopes ? I fuffer till I heare your anfvvere.
/te/ISir^youhaue much wrought with me, I feeler
you in my foule,you are your ar'ces mafter.

I neuer had fence til now; your (illables haue cleft me :
Both for your words and pains I thankeyomLcannot /

bur;

A forhjhire Tragedy.

but acknowledge greeuous wrongs done to my bro¬
ther ,mighty 3tnigh ty , m igh ty wron gs.

Within there.

Enter a feruingman.

Huf.YiW me abowlc of wine. Alas poore brother,
Bruifed with an execution for my fake,

Ma. A bruife indeed makes many a mortall fore.

Till the graue cure them. Enter with wine •

Huf Sir,I begin to you, y*aue chid your welcome:

Mr A could haue vvifht it better for your fake *

I pledge you fir}to the kinde man in prifon.

Htif.Lz titbefo.

Now Sir,if you fo pleafe to fpend but a few minutes
in walking about my grounds below* my man fhall
heere attend you : I doubt not but by that time to be
furnifhtofa fofficientanfwere, and therein my Bro¬
ther fully fatisfied.

Mr. Good fir3in that the Angels would be pleafed*
and the worlds murmures calmd* and I fhould fay I
fet foorth then vpon a lucky day. Exit .

Htf. Oh thou confided man^thy pleafant fins haue (
vndone thee5thy damnation has beggerd thee, that
heauen fhould fay we muft not fin, and yet made wo¬
men : giues our fences way to finde plcafure* which
being found, confounds vs, why ihould wee know
thofe things fo much mifufe vs ? Oh would vertue
had beene forbidden3wee fhould then haue prooued
allvertuous, fortis our blood to loue what wee are
forbidden; had not drunkenneffe beene forbidden,
what man would haue beene fooie to a bealt* and za¬
ny

A T or\$bire T rdgedy.

ny to a (wine,to (hew tricks in the mire,what is there
in three Dice, to make a man draw thrice three thou-
fand acres into the compafie of a little round table,
and with the gentlemans palfie in the hand fhakc out
his pofterityj thceucs, or beggersj tisdone, Ihaue
don't ifaith: terrible* horrible mifery. — — — how
well vVas I left, very well, very well.

My Lands {hewed like a full Moone about me* but
now theMoone’s in the laft quarter waining, war¬
ning, and I am mad to thinke that Moone was mine :
mine and my fathers, and my fore-fathers gencrati-
on$>gcncrations,downe goes the houfc ofvs, down*
downe it finkes : Now is the name a beggar, begsin
me that name which hundreds ofyeareshas made
this ihiere famous $ in me and my pofterity runs out*
In my feede fiuc are made miferable befidcs my
felfe, my ryot is now my brothers iaylor, my Wiues
fighingjmy three boyes penurie, and mine own con*
Fufion.

He t/ares bis baire.

Why fit my haires vpon my curfed head ?

J Will not this poyfon (catter them ? oh my brother's
In execution among diuels that ftretch him :

And make him giue ; and I in want.

Not able for to Hue, nor to redeeme him.

Diuines and dying men may talkc of hell.

But in my heart her feucrall torments dwell,

Slauery and mifery. Who in this cafe
Would not take vp money vpon his foule ?
PawnchU faluation,liue at imereft :

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A Yorkshire Tragedy.

I, that did eucr in aboundancc dwell.

For me to want, exceeds thcthrowcsof ^tell.

Enter hit little fonnejvith a top and fcourge, ,

<?<w.What aile you father, arc you not well,I can¬
not fcourge my rop as long as you ftand ib : you take
vp all the roome with your wide legs, puh,you can¬
not make mcaffraid with this, I fearc no vizards, nor
bugbeares.

He takes vp the child by the skirts of his long coate in one
hand, and dr awes his dagger with the other.
Hupf? fir,for heere thou haft no inheritance left.
Sonne. Oh what will you do fathcr,I am your white
boy. * ftrtkes him.

Buf Thou (halt be my red boy, take that.

Son.Qh you hurt me father.

HufMy eldcft beggar, thou (halt not Hue to aske an
vfurer bread, to cry at a great mans gate, or follow,
good your Honor by a Coach, no, nor your brother:
tis charity to braine you.

Son. How (hall Ilearne,now my head’s broke ?
/to.Blecd , bleed , rather then beg, beg, fobs him.

Be not thy names difgrace .*

Spurne tnou thy fortunes firft,if they be bale :

Come view thy fecond brother : Fates,

My childrens biloud (ballfpininto your faces.

You (hall fee,

How confidently we (come beggery.

Exit with his fonne.

Enter a maid with a childein her Armesjthe
, Mother

_ A Yorkshire Tragedy.

Mother by her ajlepe.

M.Sleep fwcct babe,forrow makes thy mother fleep.
It boades fmall good when hcauineiTc fals fo deepe,
Hufli pretty boy, thy hopes might haue bene better,
Tis loft at Dice, what ancient honour won ,

Hard when the father plaies away the Sonne :
Nothing but mifery ferucs in this houfe,

Ruine and defolation $ oh.

Enter Husband with the boy bleeding.

Hof. Whore, giue me that boy.

he ftriues with her for the ehilde.

Maid. Oh helpe,hclpe, out alas,murder,murder.
Httf. Are you goftiping, prating fturdy queane,
lie breake your clamour with your necke,

Downe ftaircs ; tumblc,tumble, headlong,

Hethrowes her dfftene.

So, the fureft way to charme a womans tongue.

Is breake her necke,a Polititian did it.

So/*.Mother, mother,I am kild mother.

His wife awakes, and catcheth vp the youngest.

> i-Kz/f. Ha, who's thatcride ? Oh me my children,
Both, both, both ;bloudy,bloudy.

Httf. S t ru mpct,lct go the boy^et go the beggar.
Wif e.Oh my fweete husband.

/fzz/^Filth, Harlot.

Wtf e.Oh what will you do deere husband f
Httf, Giue me the baftard.
wife. Your owne fweete boy.

H#/.There are too many beggers.

C a wifi*

A Yorkshire Tragedy,

WifiG ood my husband.

thou preucnt me ftill ?

W^.OhGod!

Stabs at the childe in her armesy grgets it from hen, ,
H^Haue at his heart.

Wifi* Oh my dcare boy.

//^Bratjthou fhalt not Hue to fhamc thy houfe.
Wife.O h hcauen. she is hurt and Jinks downe*

Hnf And pcri(h3now be gone,

Ther s whores enow, and want would make thee one.

En ter a Infty fern ant.

Set. Oh fir, what deeds are thefc \

///(/".Bafe flaue3my vaffaile,

Com’ft thou bceweene my fury to queftion me t
Ser. Were you the diiiell,I would hold you fin
Hnf. Hold me ? prefumption, lie vndo thee for it.
.SVr.Sbloud, you haue vndonc vs all fir.
jiuf.Tu g at thy M after >

<SVr.Tug at a monftcr.

Hnf. Haue I no povver,(hall my flaue fetter me ?
S^r.Nay then thcdiuell wraftlesj am thrownc. '
Husband oner comes him.

Hnfi Oh villaine, nowJle tugthce,now He teare
thee, fet quicke fpurs to my vaflailc, bruize him.tram-
plehim^fo,I thinke thou wilt not follow me inhafte.
My horfc ftands ready fadled5away ,away.

How to my brat at nurfe,my fucking begger;
Fates,IIc not lcaueyoitone to trample one*

Yorkshire Tragedj[

The Master meetes hi/n. • > . '

Mr. How ift with you fir,me-thinks you Jooke.of a
diftra&ed colour,

Huf .Who I Gratis but your fancy 3
Pleafeyou walkein fir3and Ilcfoonerefolueyoi^

I want onefmalipart to make vp thefum3
And then my brother (hall reftfatisfied.

Mr, l fhall be glad to (eeit^fir lie attend you.

... Exeunt.

iSVr.Qh jI am fcsrfe able to hcaue vp my felfe3
Hehasfobruizdmewithhis diuellifhwaight.

And torne my flefh with his bioud-hafty fpur3
A man before of eafie conftitution,

Till nowhels power fupplied^ tohisfoules wrongs
Oh how damnation can make weake'men ftrong*

Enter Matter and two ferumts* ....

Ser. Oh the moft pittious deed (ir Gncc you came.
^r.A deadly greetings hath he filled vp thefe
To fatisfie his brother ? heere’s another*

And by the bleeding infants, the dead mother.

. Wife. Oh3ob. y. .-• : ,1

^r.Surgeons,Surgeons3fhe recovers life3 _

One of his meii all faint and bloudied. .

i^^r.Follo\v3our murderous Matter has tookc
Horfe to kill his childe at nurfe^oh follow quickly.

Mr. I am the readieftfic (hall he niy charge
ToraiCctheXownevpqnhim. r o • r.

Exit Matm and
i,5tf\Goodfir follow him.

C 3 Wife*

A Yorkshire Tragedy,

Wtfe.Oh my children.

i.JVr,How is it with my moft affli&cd Miftris *
wife. Why do I now rccouer } why halfc Hue t
To fee my children bleed before mine eies,

A fight, able to kill a Mothers breaft without an exe¬
cutioner 5 wha^art thou mangled too?

i.Ser. I thinking to preuenc whathisquickemit
chiefes had fo foone a£tcd,came and rufht vpon him,
W e ftrugied,but a fowler ftrength then his
Ore-threw me with his armes, then did he bruize me
And rent my flefh,and robd me of my haire.

Like a man mad in execution.

Made me vnfit to rife and follow him.

PF/y^.What is it has beguilde him ofall grace/

And dole away humanity from hisbreft.

To flay his children5purpofed to kill his wife.

And fpoilchisferuants.

Enter twoferudnts .

^^.Pleafc you lcaue this accurfed place,
Afurgeon waites within.

H^.Willing to leaue it.

Tis guilty of fwcete bloud,innoccnt bloud,

Murder hath tookc this chamber with full hands,
And will not out as long as the houfe {lands.

Exeunt .

Enter Husband>ds being throwne of his
Horfe^dnd fades.

Huf.Oh ftumbling lade, the (pauin ouertake thee.
The fifty difeafes flop thee $

Oh,I amforcly bruifde,plague founder thee.

Thou

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

Thou runft at cafe and plcafure,hart of chance,

To throw me now,within a flight o'th T owne,

In fuch plaincccuen ground,

Sfoot,amanmay dice vponit, and throw away the
Medowes,ah filthy beaft*

Cry within.

Follow, follow, follow*

H/^Ha ? I heare founds of men, like hew and cry,
Vp,vp,and ftrugglc to thy horfe,make on,

Diipatch that little begger,and al Vs done.

Cry within .

Hecre , this way ,this way,

Huf At my b3cke ? oh,

Whrft fate haue I, my limbes deny me to go,.

My will is bared, beggeryclaimes apart,

Oh could I heare reach to the infants heart.

Enter Matter of the ColUdge , three Gentle-
men^nd others with Holherds »
^#.Heere,hecrc>yonder,yonder.
^/4.Vnnaturall,flinty, more then barbarous, .

The Scythians in their marble hearted fates.

Could not haue a&ed more remorfelelle deeds
In their rekntlcffc natures,then thefe bfthitie : ;

Was this the anfwer I long waited on.

The fatisfa&ionfor thy priloned brother ?

Huf He can haue no mo re of vs,then our skins, ,
And fome of them want but fleaing.
i.GentXjrczt finnes haue made him impudent.
Ma* Has fticd fo much blood that he cannot blufii .

* %*Gent*.

A T or l^shire Tragedy*

2 G«*>.Awdy with him, bearc him to the Iuftices,
A gentleman ofworfhipdwels at hand.

There fhall his decdsbe blazed. '

//«/.Why all the better, *

My glory tis to haue my ad'tion knowne,

I greetie fojr nothing, but I mift ofone.

Afr.Thcre’s little of a father in that griefe;

Bears him away. f . Exeunt.

Enter a Knight. -with two or three Gentlemen.

Knight. Endangered fo his Wife, murdered his
children?

uGent.So the cry goes.

Knight A am forry I ere knew him.

That euer he tookelife and naturall being
From fuch an honoured ftocke,and faire difcent.
Till this blacke minute without fiaine or blemifh.

i .Grwf.Heere come the men.

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Enter the Mailer of the Colledge^and the rejl
with the prif oner.

Knight, The Serpent of his houfe : Ime ibrry for
this time,thatl am in place of iuftice.

Mr.VleoCe you fir*

Knight. Do not repeatc it twice,! know too much, >,
Would ithadnere bene thought on.

Sir,I bleed for you.

l.Gent.Y our fathers forrowes arc aliue in me j
What made you fliew fuch monftrous cruelty?
HufXrx a word fir, ,w . 4; :

A Yorkshire Tragedy.

I haue confumd all, plaid away long acre.

And I thought it the charible ft deed I could do.

To cuffen beggery,and knock my houfe o’tb head.

Kni. I do not thinke but in to morrowcs iudgment
The terror will fit clofer to your foule.

When the dread thought ofdeath remembers you,
To further which, take this fad voyce from me,
Ncuer was a&e plaid more vnnaturally.

Huf. I thankc you fir.

Knight.G oeleadchimto the Iayle,

Where iuftice claimes all.there mud pttty faile.
Huf.Come,come, away with me.

Exitprifoner.

Mr. Sir, you deferuc the vvorfhip of your place.
Would all did fo,inyou the law is grace.

Knight At is my wifh it fhould be fo j
Ruinous man,thedefolation of hishoufe.

The blot vpon his predeceiTors honord name :

That man is neereft fhame that’s pafi fhame.

Exit.

Enter Husband with the Officers , The A4 after and Gen¬
tlemen, as going by his houfe.

Huf. I am right againft my hou(e,feate of my ance-
ftors ; I heare my wife’s aliue, but much endangered j
let me intreate to fpeake with her before the prifon
gripe me.

Enter his Wife fraught in u Chaire.

Gent. Set heere,the comes of her felfe.

Wife. Oh my fwectc husband, my deere diftrefled
husband,now in the hands of vnrelentinglawes j my

D grea-

ATorfybire Tragedy.

Then former forrowes made me.

Mr. Oh kindc Wife, be comforted.

One ioy is yet vnmurdered,

Y ou haue a boy at Nurfe,your ioy e’s in him.

wife. Dearer then all is my poorc husbands life .a
Heauen giue my body firength .which yet is faint
With much expence of blood, and I will kneele.
Sue for his life, number vp all my friends.

To plead for pardon for my deare husbands life ?
-^r.Was it in man to wound fo kinde a creature ?
He cuer praife a woman for thy fake.

I muft returnc with griefe,my anfwer’sfct,

I fhall bring newes weighes heauier then the debt.
Two brothers ; one \f\ bond lies ouerthrowne*
This, on a deadlier execution.

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